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"It turned out to be a priest."

"It seems to be the one who registered in the city last night? What's his name, Antoine?"

“Those who have just returned to China don’t quite understand the new regulations.”

When the soldiers heard what Fan Ning said and saw him dressing up, they just looked at each other and said a few words, but ignored them.

Janus is a country with a religious system. The Pope appoints the king as the head of state in various practical senses. The predecessor of the current army is the former Sun Crusaders. In the above sense, the army, as a violent institution of the authorities, is also ultimately under the leadership of the pope

But this does not mean that the military will definitely buy the favor of knowledgeable people in ordinary churches, especially in wartime.

First of all, a practical problem is that in the face of a large-scale and equipped army, there are too few middle- and low-level knowledgeable people who are really unhappy. The steam industry technology of Xinli has reached its extreme half a century ago. Today's The weapons are partially close to the level of Fan Ning's previous life before the First World War. Not only are the lethality of military firearms very impressive, but there are also the existence of airships, grenade launchers, tanks, battleships and even chemical weapons. He looked very vulnerable in front of him.

Only when one has reached a high level and has the ability to materialize inspiration, and is involved in a war, can one be able to protect oneself without risking death. Only one who has attained the enlightenment level can pose a substantial threat to a fully armed army.

From another structural point of view, the church headquarters is the "highest-level department". The following counties, dioceses, church branches or military districts have a somewhat "parallel department" relationship with each other.

In addition, the military is more centralized and does not have as strong autonomy as the parish. Therefore, it is easy for the leaders of the military and education at all levels to appear friendly on the surface, and their subordinates use chicken feathers as arrows, and they are not very considerate of each other. Condition.

The fat officer motioned to several people to still hold their guns: "As a new priest, do you have a diocese or municipal service letter issued in accordance with the procedures?"

"Just right, just right." Fan Ning looked at another place.

"What's right? I asked you if you have a service letter." The fat officer's voice was a little impatient.

At this time, on the street on the other side of the square, the sound of engines sounded, and five more motorcycles with yellow lights drove over with heat waves.

"What's going on here?" A more elegant white-gloved officer jumped out of the leader's motorcycle, and he was also quite big.

"Brigadier General Boles, you are personally inspecting discipline tonight." The fat officer immediately put on a smile, took a step forward, and explained a few words.

After hearing this, Bors still spoke indifferently: "The curfew order was stipulated by Marshal Enukem under the coordination of the entire army and with the cooperation of various city halls. The priest must abide by it even if there is no special reason. Return to his residence quickly. They are not allowed to stay here, and the other two will be taken back for questioning first.”

"I will be responsible for everything from now on. Why should I issue a service letter to myself?"

Fan Ning didn't care who these military people came from. In fact, he didn't even know the military rank system clearly. He raised his hand and made a few "clicks" before the pistols and rifles came out of his hands and fell directly on Fan Ning. Beside Ning's feet.

He began to teach bitterly: "You soldiers are all the sharp blades of the sun. Remember to believe it truly and truthfully. No one should violate the precept of arrogance, even if Marshal Enukem comes, even if Janus kings come and hallow the name of the Father.”

He walked up to white-gloved officer Boles again and put his hand into his coat pocket.

Amid the stunned expressions of the eight people, Fan Ning pulled out a piece of ham and walked back to the two wandering mother and daughter and handed it over.

After the dirty young mother took it, she couldn't help but glance at the platoon of soldiers, with fear and hesitation on her face.

"Eat and drink with peace of mind. The grain in the soil, the livestock on the ground, and the birds in the sky all grow in this city without seeing the sun. The saints in the city also bathe in the light and multiply his heirs."

Fan Ning's gentle tone made them feel that a priest's words should be listened to more than a soldier. Coupled with the hunger in her belly, the woman quickly tore the seal of the ham with her teeth, took a small bite, and then handed over the rest. Gave it to the little girl.

The little girl was nowhere near as tall as an adult's legs, and could not have been older than four years old. She began to devour it at this moment, and the woman had already finished chewing the small piece she had bitten off. She just stared at the little girl without reaching out to take it again.

"Two more dollars." Fan Ning went to take out the white-gloved officer's coat again. This time he only touched the cigarette case. He put it in and stretched out his hand to the other people.

"Give it to him." After the firearm was surrendered, Boles signaled to his subordinates in a low voice.

The fat officer muttered, and threw the two pieces of ham in his pocket to the woman.

The two of them almost bit off their own fingers after eating ham, and their faces turned white and blue from holding back. They grabbed piles of snow on the ground and stuffed them into their mouths. As their throats squirmed a few times, they felt a trace of illness. Only then did Yin Hong show up on his face.

Looking at this mother-goddess expression, Fan Ning recalled the mountains of food that were piled up before leaving at the dinner party, and then flashed back to countless similar scenes in his memory over the past few months and years, and felt bored and irritable inside - in modern times. Such situations are common on Blue Star, and in such an old industrial world where mysterious power can be proven to be effective, where the strong and the weak are more clearly distinguished, and where even the heights of the Hui Tower are in chaos, it will be a blessing if it doesn't go completely crazy and die one day.

After calming down a little, Fanning spoke gently, still in Lavoisier's usual tone: "Which city are you from? Why can't you get enough food and clothing? Is it because of bad habits, or because you are a widow, or because you are oppressed?"

"Father, I came to Biqi. I have a small workshop to live in. I am not a vagrant." The woman spoke carefully, "It's just that I really can't eat enough now. In the morning, I will take the children to the church to eat bread, and come out at night to try my luck. Occasionally, I can catch up with some food left over from the master's dinner. After the incident in the South Continent, the textile company where I worked went bankrupt and I couldn't find a job. My husband is serving in the army and was supposed to come back next year, but after the war died on the front line in the first month."

"You should have a pension."

"It's almost all gone, Mr. Priest."

"So fast?"

"I was given 232 pounds, which I thought was a big sum at first, but now the price of food has tripled, the price of oil has increased fivefold, and the prices of meat, vegetables, cloth and medicine have increased six, seven or even ten times. We have a funeral to hold, five people to feed, and someone is sick. I thought I could last two or three years, but the first month's expenses were 28 pounds. In the second month, I tried to save as much as possible, and I didn't eat as much as in the first month. I spent 50 pounds, and I couldn't support it anymore."